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Given a day or two you may verify,
An innocent, tandalized yet patient inside.
Blemished cadaver being marooned by brute,
Dubbed as Lousia May, bigots find her crude.
That absentminded, daydreaming head,
Is seen again in calumny's stead.
Along the rags she tries to enfold,
Over valleys of vast 'worthless' body, she's told.
She forces a smile at prevalent groups,
Coaxing a cozener to join her lone troop.
Consisting of just one ridiculed member,
Who seeks to keep bliss, now but a dying ember.
Her fate now awaits the verdict of others.
Will you not help this figure tear smothered?
With evaporating hope of being approved,
Tomorrows too long, her soul might be moved.
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